《Unstable ▾ a.s》20{Safe}
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"I'm going out," Aizawa sighed.
Nezu had left the two minutes ago to take in the message. 'She's mine.' Both males didn't know how to handle it.
"Sho, I don't think that's a good idea..." Hizashi tried stopping his friend
"I don't care if it is or not. I need some time to think, I'll be back later," Aizawa walked out the door with his scarf. He needed some kind of answer. He couldn't sleep knowing his fiancée was in trouble.
He took to the rooftops in the city. He tried to clear is mind of everything. But, he subconsciously found himself going to look for her.
"I have no idea how you managed to convince them of that," a male voice cane from an alley down below.
"I don't know either. But Kencil's always been good at convincing people," a second said
"Hey, Eraserhead, how long are you going to eavesdrop?" The first said
Aizawa dropped down into the alley and was met by the two male alters. "When did you get to Japan?" Aizawa asked
"About an hour ago, found Leryn and he just caught me up to speed," Coy told him
"Have the pros discovered anything new?" Leryn asked
"Not anything about her location or who took her, but..." Aizawa trailed off
"What?" Both alters asked
"Combustion got in contact with me. A lot of it was bullshit, but Nezu found a hidden message," Aizawa told them
"What'd it say?" Coy questioned
"She's mine," Aizawa repeated the message.
"Fucking bastard," Coy sighed
"We'll tell Deirlot when she gets in the country, figure everything out from there," Leryn said, "we can't do much, which sucks, but we can do more when Deirlot is here."
"You should get back to U.A., Eraser. (Y/n) wouldn't want you worrying this much about her," Coy said, "Leryn and I can try and find her then alert you and the girls when we find something."
Aizawa nodded and left. He wasn't going back to U.A. Not till he found a clue. He needed something to lead him the right way. But, if you give them an inch, and they'll want a mile.
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"Damn you're strong. Haven't gotten a peep out of you," a thug commented
There was no motive behind this. They were just beating her till she broke. It was clear they knew nothing about torture. One thing the were smart enough to do was use zip ties on her wrist. But they were held together by a metal chain. Dumbasses.
"Maybe we should just ditch this dumb and leave her here for the pros to find. He's not paying us or anything," another thug said
"The pros are already looking too. Did you hear Present Mic's show earlier?" A third asked
'What did you say Hizashi...' (Y/n) thought at the mention of her cousin
"Yeah, I did. Anyone with information go to your local hero office or police station. And whoever took Fiammetta, you can either be arrested or have Combustion kill you. I think it's a joke," the first thug said
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"No. Present Mic's been in situations like this before with me. He knows as well as I do that Combustion will just kill you once he's done. I can't count the amount of times he's burned someone alive in front of me..." (Y/n) spoke up
"She speaks!" The first said and stabbed a knife into (Y/n)'s left thigh.
She muffled her scream by biting her lip. That's the only way she could keep quiet. No matter how many times she's been through this, it never got easier. Ever.
"Come on, not even going to scream for help? I mean, you're not pro material if you can't even save yourself," the thug said.
"It's been a week since she was taken too. The pros may not even care. If one goes missing, it's more money in their pocket right?" The third said
'Has it been a week? That means they've got me somewhere the pros wouldn't think I would be...' (Y/n) thought to herself
"Hey listeners! I wish I could start this broadcast off on better note, but as you all know, it's been a week since pro hero Fiammetta was kidnapped. Her family, including myself, are extremely worried. This isn't the first time this has happened. Her biological father, Combustion, kidnapped her quite a few times when she was a kid, that was a main cause for her Dissociative Identity Disorder, which became public knowledge not long ago. If any of you have information, go to your local hero agency or police station or even call in tho the studio!" Mic's radio show was turned off after that.
'Sho's probably losing his mind...'
"That guys voice is starting to irritate me," the second thug said
"There really hasn't been any leads on her? Guess we're better than we thought," the third boasted
"You're really not," a female voice said. The three men looked around and grabbed a couple guns.
"Who's there," the first called out.
"God," The voice was sarcastic. (Y/n) knew who it was, and she couldn't help but laugh.
"The fuck you laughing about?" The first thug said
"You guys are screwed," (Y/n) said and was met with a bullet to the stomach.
"Your terrified. That causes you to make rash decisions," a calmer female voice said
"You shouldn't be thinking that way. Ending her life with as many bullets as possible will cause the pro heroes outside to rush in, who would you rather deal with? Pro heroes," a third female voice
"Or a bunch of formaer alters?" A male voice cane this time.
"Either way, your fucked," a second male voice.
"How the hell did they—"
"Find you? Pretty easy actually. But it's funnier not to tell you," all three had their guns knocked out of their hands.
"Combustion said the alters wouldn't come as save her..." the second said
"Combustion's often wrong," all three men were grabbed by Coy, Leryn, and Deirlot. Mara and Kencil walked out in front of them.
"Let us go!" The third yelled as they all struggled. Black mist seemed to just walk through him and he was out.
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"Hey! Present Mic! Eraserhead!" Leryn called out.
The blonde and ravenette burst through the door as a few other pros followed in behind. "How the hell..." the first asked
"Combustion's M.O. is easy to read, once you know it," Mic told them as he helped the other pros take the kidnappers to the police.
Aizawa ran over to his fiancée, who was beaten and bruised. She used the small amount of energy she had to move the chain using her quirk. Aizawa kept his hands on her waist to steady her once the chain was gone. She fell into him and he held her as tight as he could without worsening her injuries.
"Thank you, Shota," she told him as he set her on the ground.
"Don't thank me yet," he told her as he took out his knife and cut the zip-ties around her wrist, "we need to get you to the hospital," he quickly took the knife out of her leg and tossed it to the side.
Paramedics came in and carefully moved her and took her to the ambulance to be rushed to the hospital.
"She'll pull through. She always has," Deirlot reassured Aizawa as the ambulance drove away.
"How did you figure out where she was so fast?" Aizawa asked
"I was the first alter, I saw everything Combustion did. I knew him better than anyone by the time she was ten," Deirlot explained
"(Y/n)'s lucky she had you then. She might have been in worse condition if you didn't act so quick," Aizawa said
"I think your wrong Aizawa."
"What do you mean?"
"I said I was the first. I knew Combustion better than anyone. That also means I know (Y/n) the best. If I didn't find out where she was, she would have set the building on fire, which would cause pro heroes to come and save her or she could have manipulated metal outside the warehouse to point to her location. I just happened to find her before she did that. She also could have easily taken all three of those men on by herself without getting injured," Deirlot explained, "she did none of that in an attempt to find out what they wanted to do. If it was Combustion's who did this, she would have been out of the situation in twenty minutes. Because it wasn't him, she had to assess the situation."
"I see," Aizawa nodded
"You should call her family, they'll be relieved to hear when's safe," Deirlot patted his shoulder and walked to the other alters.
"I already called. Don't worry about it," Mic walked up to his friend
"You think she relapsed?" Aizawa asked
"No. From what injuries I saw on her, the guys who took her only physical tortured her. If they wanted her to relapse and dissociated, they would of psychological tortured her too," Hizashi explained
"I should get to the hospital," Aizawa said
"My family is already down there. Call your parents and let them know too. I'm sure they were just as worried. I've got to get back to my studio. If she's in surgery, call me when she's out."
"Alright," Aizawa said goodbye to his friend and headed to the hospital.
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Aizawa sat in the waiting room with both (Y/n)'s family and his parents. His parents were talking with hers. Her aunt and uncle were getting coffee for all of them as he just sat in silence and waited to hear something from the doctors.
It felt like hours they were all waiting. Her aunt and uncle came back with coffee. Hizashi still hadn't shown up. But Aizawa just wanted to see the doctor and hear she was alright. His prayers must have been answered as a doctor came over to them, "Are you all here for (Y/n) (L/n)?"
"Yes," her stepfather answered
"She's out of surgery. She didn't suffer any major injuries. They missed all her vital organs. But because of her mental health history, we'd like to keep her in till the end of the week to evaluate her," the doctor said
"We understand. Can we see her now?" Her mom asked
"Yes, follow me," the doctor said as the group all followed him to her room.
Aizawa excused himself to call his friend as all the parents went into see her. (Y/n) had a few bandages on her, but she was so used to it.
"Your brother and sister are flying out next week, I was able to take him out of school because of the emergency," (Y/n)'s mom told her
"He should be in school. I'll be out of here before next week and back to U.A.," (Y/n) told him
"Maybe you should take a break from the hero work. You were just kidnapped," Shota's dad commented
"I was thinking about that. But I don't have a be on duty as a hero to help the next generation of heroes. Look at All Might. He's a retired pro but helps around U.A.," (Y/n) explained
The door opened to the room and the erasure hero walked in, "we'll give you two some time alone," (Y/n)'s aunt said as all the parents walked out of the room, leaving the couple alone.
"This is why I worry about you," Aizawa told her as he pulled a chair over to her bed.
"I'm alive, aren't I?" She asked.
"Yes, we were lucky Deirlot found out where you were so quickly, I don't know what I'd do if if I had to go another week knowing you were in danger," Shota grabbed his fiancées hand and gently squeezed it.
"I'm always going to be in danger, Sho. It's part of being a pro. But I know you're always going to come and rescue me," (Y/n) smiled at him
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